September 27, 1998

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Dear diary,

Last night I was so hungry that I couldn't take it anymore. But then I realized, I can't go on living like this. My body deserves love and food. And so at like 3 AM, I went downstairs and ate some pretzels. For breakfast I had bacon and eggs, for lunch my mom and I got taco bell, and for dinner my mom made hamburgers.

And you know what? I love myself. I love me for the way I am. And if people can't see that then that's on them. And looks don't matter anyway, it's whats on the inside that counts. And now that I think about that, why is being fat a bad thing? Cause one time I saw this fat woman at Walmart and she was realy pretty. Which means you can be fat AND pretty.

Sometimes people fall in love with someone based on their personality. Like if they're a nice person. And I've been a nice person, unlike Sugar. I bet Sugar treats Matthew like sh*t. If I keep being a nice person, maybe eventualy Matthew will dump Sugar and fall in love with me!

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